May 10, 2010

I finally told Ruby the truth.

Last August William and I decided to have an open marriage. We aren't swingers...just open to the idea that marriage doesn't have to be defined to us how society has told us. Open to the reality that we are attracted to other people, that we wanted to explore that and see where it took us. So far, its' been a good ride and made us both happier.

Ruby and I have been hanging out for a year, we reconnected 10 years after knowing each other in high school. In November we confessed and shared our feelings on the burden of being bisexual...and in April ventured into this world we share now. All during that time, I was scared to tell her about this other side of me.

Scared it would freak her out, scare her away, entice her, gross her out. Scared she would tell Henry and he would forbid anything happening between us. I was scared of her not accepting this side of me. Of judging me. Of telling me I was sick in the head for thinking this way. Scared she would hate me for not telling her sooner.

Last week we shared a couple of firsts.Ruby smoked pot for the first time. I went down on her for the first time.

Her brother smoked us both out and while I have been high here and there in the last few months and countless times as a teen...this high was nothing like those. I was SO high. We both were. After everyone settled down and was dozing, we snuck downstairs.

It felt like we were there for so long, but really it was only about 15 minutes. I was completely hers and she mine during that time and we didn't waste a moment. Up to that point, we hadn't gone all the way. To us oral sex was pretty much going all the way and we wanted to be ready and not rushing into anything.

When Ruby gave me the green light to go down I didn't hesitate. I've wanted to taste her for so long, straight from the source. I tried to take my time, but I really wanted to get her off and hoped she was relaxed enough to. Her fingers laced through my hair as I licked and sucked and slid two fingers inside. She let out a deeper "Ohhhh" as I worked her and soon enough, she was cumming. If she could handle multiple orgasms, I would have stayed there and given it to her like until she begged me to stop.

May 1, 2010

it may very well be the closest thing we will have to a threesome.coraline and i cuddle together and watch a movie until he comes home. between work and school he looks beat and is ready for a shower and bed. we move to the couch as he gets in the shower. as we hear the water turn on and the shower curtain close shut she and i move our focus to eachother. she pulls open my shirt, exposing my breasts and she licks and sucks until i feel like i'm my head is going to spin off of my body. she then pulls back and says, "go do him." i look at her with shock, "right now? rightnow? what will you do?""i'll get on facebook, listen to music-- go in there and do him now." she replies with a smile.he's not ready for a threesome, but just the thought of bathroom sex while coraline is 20 feet away is hot hot hot for me. i go into the bathroom and proposition him. with a smile his cock rises to attention. but he's not quite ready, his ocd side needs to finish all that he set out to do in the shower first.so i head back to coraline. i pull her shirt and bra up and suck her pretty titties. we kiss and caress until i'm soaking wet, my panties drenched. we hear the shower turn off and it's time.when i enter the room he hasn't opened the curtain yet, so i throw my clothes off as quickly as possible, leaving only my necklace on. he steps out and sticks his fingers in, amazement spreads across his face as he realizes just how wet i already am. he crouches down and enters me from the front, then i go down on him, licking up all that mingled. we both face the mirror and he enters from behind. with a slap on the ass and me on my tip toes he bangs it hard. my breasts shake and my nipples graze across the cold sink. as we continue on i hear a chair move in the dining room and i know she's listening. i don't stiffle my moans as he thrusts and grabs. my only hope is that she's standing close, listening and rubbing herself in sync with our movements. i wish i could just reach over and open the door. i imagine her here in front of me kissing us both as i suck her breasts and fondle her pussy myself.i look at him in the mirror and bet him money that she's touching herself right now. he nods and grabs me, fucking harder and smacking my ass as i gasp. he comes surprisingly quietly.i sit down on the toilet as he stands in front of me and i lick off all that remains. he tittilates my nips as i rub myself and suck his still-hard cock until i'm the one left coming.as i get dressed again, i wonder what she was really doing. i go out to her and cuddle up.

About Me

I am a wife and a mother of two girls and bisexual.
It has been in the last 2-3 years that I have finally be able to own it and not feel shame. That my husband and I have really talked about it openly and honestly.
In the last 6 months I have found a friend that shared this burden of sexual identity and in the last few weeks that we have both been venturing into this world together. And it is amazing.